Chiringuito Chiringuito Bay Gotta get my life together Gotta get some better weather I was feeling kind of useless Keep an eye out for the British tourists And all the fishermen that lived here now have all gone away Now they're working in the hotel on the minimum wage Chiringuito, Chiringuito Bay Chemicals can be kamikaze Gotta make it to another party Nothing beats all the beats I'm feeling Summertime for some sexual healing. And then I woke up and the beach had been reclaimed by the sea I missed the party I was living in the wrong century Chiringuito, Chiringuito Bay